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Home Girl

Trading Places

‘He’s a perv!’ I yelled. I fixed my seat belt while switching the car radio to a grime station. I knew she hated that. ‘Why don’t you believe me?’

Louise looked at me like she wanted to give me a koof. But she couldn’t. She was my social wanker. She had issues start-ing the car. Her hands shook. ‘He says he was only standing outside the bathroom with your towel,’ she said.

‘Every time I step into the bathroom he’s paedophiling around,’ I spat. ‘Have I got my shampoo? Have I got my bubble bath? Have I got my soap? Does he think I’m dumb enough to step into the bathroom without my tings? I’m telling you he’s a perv with a big prick P!’

Louise finally started the engine. She sucked in a nervous breath. She always did that when I dropped curses on her bony behind. ‘He . . . he says he was only trying to help,’ she stuttered.

‘Jack up your ears, Louise! He’s not helping me. I know the mission he’s on. I can bring my own stuff to the bathroom.’

Winding down her window, Louise blazed a fagarette. She pulled on it like she wanted to kill it with one drag. She looked out to the street. A hood- slug wearing a black hoodie walked a pit- bull. She pulled away. This was the east ends of Ashburton where even the hounds peeped over their shoul-ders and paused before stepping around corners. I watched Louise puff her smoke out of the window. By the angle of her brows I guessed she wanted to be at home sinking red wine and watching a Bridget Jones movie. She screwed up her face.

‘Can I have one?’ I asked.

‘No!’

‘Why not? You know I fire up anyway.’

‘You’re not smoking while you’re with me.’

‘And you’re not supposed to be blazing in the ride with me.’ Louise pulled on her cancer stick once more. She then blew out the window and stubbed it out. She placed the remaining half in her glove compartment.

At my feet was my banged- up cuddly meerkat toy. Its mouth was lengthened by a tear, one claw was missing on the left paw and one eye was looser than the other. I picked it up and placed it on my lap. I stroked it twice and smiled at it. Memories.

I threw Louise an evil eye- pass. Lily Allen’s Smile crackled from the car radio. No bass. Louise turned down the volume. I turned it back up even louder. Louise knew she was gonna lose this game. She gave me one of those really glances and shook her head.

‘Where’re you taking me?’ I asked.

‘I don’t know yet.’

‘Don’t know? The moon’s showing her dimples. Some social worker you are.’

‘Playing little Miss Madam everywhere I take you doesn’t help. I’m fast running out of options.’

‘Not my fault you always place me with freaks and prick fiddlers.’

‘The Holmans have been fostering children in Ashburton for over twenty years. They’re very dependable. No one has ever made a complaint about them before . . . until this evening.’

‘All the other kids must’ve been too scared to spill some-thing,’ I said. ‘She was always trying to hug me. What’s that about? Always up in my face she was with her welcome- to- The- X-Factor smile.’

An image of my mum bust an entry into my head. I remembered her smile. I tried to erase it but I couldn’t. ‘Is everything all right, Naomi?’ I took the piss. ‘Monkey on mar-bles! I lost count of how many times she asked me that. She made the hairs on my arms wanna leave me. And then him! Kim warned me about bad- minded men like him. Anything you want, Naomi, sweetheart. Just ask. I knew what he wanted. If he got any closer I would’ve clanged him with the biggest no- entry sign I could find.’

‘Are you sure of that, Naomi?’ Louise asked. ‘They were only trying to be friendly. And I’ve told you before, you shouldn’t listen to everything Kim says.’

Even then Louise didn’t believe me. Her casserole didn’t have any dumplings. What did I have to do to make this woman see the pig in the sky?

‘The other day I was watching Titanic,’ I said. ‘I always leak tears when I watch that part when Leo sinks into the sea. She comes over and hugs me like I agreed to be her Surrey Gate mum. I told her if she pollutes my personal space again I’m gonna clong her with a casserole pot when she’s sleeping. When I finish with her she’ll still be seeing tweety birds when she’s having her varicose veins done. I’m telling ya, Louise, they’ve got something of asylum ward twenty- one about ’em.’

Louise kept quiet. Maybe the truth finally slapped her sensible spot.

‘I’m hungry,’ I said. I wasn’t lying. My stomach snorted. ‘Where’re you taking me? And I don’t wanna go no Alabama Chicken Cottage or Mississippi Hen Hut. Their chicken is off- key.’

Louise didn’t answer. She kept her eyes on the road. Ten minutes later, she pulled into the car park of a McDs restau-rant on the Ashburton ring road. She took out a five- pound note from her purse. I liberated it from her, picked up my meerkat and was gone before Louise could say the N of Naomi. I looked back when I reached the McDs entrance. Louise shook her head, took out her mobile phone from her handbag and punched a number. She retrieved her half- smoked cigarette from the glove compartment, sparked it and looked out the window.

I had just sunk the last morsel of a cheese quarter- pounder when Louise parked her slim butt opposite me. She looked like she had joined in on one of those charity fun- runs but her fitness wasn’t up to spec. ‘Your man not coming around tonight?’ I asked.

‘Leave it, Naomi.’

‘He might be cheating on ya, goring someone else.’

‘Naomi!’

‘If that was me I’d churn his balls with one of those food blitzer things when he’s sleeping.’

Through a straw I sucked my chocolate milkshake trying to roadblock a giggle. I couldn’t quite manage it. A spattering of chocolate spewed out over the table and over Louise’s brown leather jacket. A passing black teenage girl carrying a tray of burgers and fries laughed out loud. I put my drink down and wiped my mouth and nose with the back of my hand. Louise’s eyebrows switched forty- five degrees and something funny happened to her lips. She was on the edge of the cliff wearing five- inch- high stilettos. I might’ve gone too far.

‘Sorry,’ I said.

Louise huffed and puffed to the counter. She returned moments later with a handful of napkins and a coffee. I had wiped the table clean. I leant back into my seat with my meer-kat squashed between my arms and stomach.

Louise groped for her phone in her jeans pocket. She closed her eyes and took in two mega breaths. She scoped me hard. ‘Would you mind staying for a week of two with a black family?’ she suggested. ‘I was thinking of this second- generation British, West Indian family. It’s not ideal but it won’t be for long. Just until I can place you somewhere more suitable.’

‘A black family?’

Monkey on ball- bearings. What’s she on?

‘Yes,’ Louise nodded. ‘As I said, only for a short while.

They’re very good. And you’ve got black friends you get on very well with.’

I shrugged. This is new. It could be interesting. ‘I s’pose. As long as they’re not too hugalicious or prick fiddlers.’

Louise jabbed her mobile. I watched her every move. She picked up her coffee and walked out of the restaurant. She kept an eye on me through the window. What’s the frucking point? She’s gonna give me the lowdown anyway.

I hot- toed outside to join her. Louise turned her back on me. ‘Put it on speaker,’ I urged.

Louise ignored me.

‘It’s about me, right? Put it on speaker.’

Louise did what she was told.

‘Hello? Hello, Colleen, it’s Louise. Thank God you’re in.’ ‘Hi, Louise. Everything good with you?’

‘Not exactly. I’m in a spot.’

‘Oh, what’s up?’

‘Can you do me a big favour? I have tried everybody else and I’m fast running out of options. I know it’s late in the day but I really need your help.’

‘It’s after eight so—’

‘I have an emergency case,’ Louise interrupted. ‘I really need an emergency foster carer for the next two weeks or so until I can find somewhere permanent.’

‘Two weeks is no problem. I’ll just clean up our spare bed-room. I haven’t used it for a while. Anything about the case I need to know? I’m not having you shove any self- harmers our way without you telling us. That last case really scared the kids. Tony had to give the bedroom walls a new coat of paint.’

Louise offered me a worried glance before she replied. I made a face at her.

‘No, nothing like that,’ Louise replied. ‘Well, er, there’s something but we’ll talk about it when I arrive. That last case, I didn’t even know she was a self- harmer. It wasn’t on her file and she didn’t have any scars on her arms.’

‘You should’ve looked at her legs.’

‘I know that now. I’m so sorry, my mistake.’

‘Who’s loving razor blades?’ I wanted to know. ‘Is it Taneka Taylor who used to be at the unit? Her life was always on a detour.’

Louise covered her phone with her hand. ‘Not now, Naomi.’ ‘So how do you know this emergency case isn’t a self- harmer?’ Colleen wanted confirmation.

‘I have known the case for a while.’

‘I’m not a fricking case,’ I raised my voice. ‘I’ve got a name. Naomi Brisset.’

Louise side- eyed me. She was back on the edge of the cliff. ‘How old?’ asked Colleen.

‘Fourteen.’

Louise eye- drilled me.

‘Going on twenty- nine,’ she resumed. ‘There’s something you should know.’

‘Oh? What’s that?’

‘She’s Caucasian. Normally I wouldn’t . . . ’

What the fruck is Caucasian? Why’s Louise talking all foreign all of a sudden?

I gave Louise one of my best what the freak you’re talking about glares. Silence for ten seconds.

‘Can I call you back in a minute, Colleen?’ said Louise. ‘I won’t be long.’

Louise spot- lit me for five seconds without leaking a word. Her eyes were desperate. ‘So, are you really OK staying with a black family? It’s either that or the secure unit. I’d rather you stay with a foster family—’

‘I’m not going back to the secure unit!’ I squeezed my meer-kat close to my stomach. ‘Can’t stand the staff there. Hate ’em.’

‘Do you really hate them, Naomi? You were a bit tearful when you left.’

‘That’s cos I was leaving Kim and Nats. They’re my best friends.’

‘Hmmm,’ Louise mumbled. She was never sweet on Kim and Nats. ‘So what do you think about staying with a black family? It wouldn’t be for long.’

‘They got kids?’ I asked.

‘Yes, they have,’ nodded Louise.

‘How old?’

‘Sharyna’s ten and Pablo’s six. They were adopted. They used to be in the care system.’

‘You were their social worker?’

‘Yes. Please give me an answer, Naomi. I haven’t got all night.’

‘Wanna wheel home before your boyfriend gets pissed on waiting for ya and hits on someone else?’

‘Naomi!’

I thought about it. A black family. They’ll definitely be cooler than the Holmans. They might let me blaze a rocket. The mum might be able to put plaits in my hair like Solange Knowles. They could get my dancing on point. Might learn some top-ranking insults like those black chicks at my last school.

I smiled. ‘Yeah. I’m good to play this game.’

‘Are you sure? I don’t want you accusing me of not listening to your opinion before a placement again.’

She was right on that one.

‘I suppose so,’ I said. ‘Unless you wanna give me my own place. I’ll be good on my lonesome. Dunno why you’re always munching your knickers about it when I bring it up. When I’m fifteen I’ll meet a sweet bruv and we can make a life—’

Louise had her really face back on.

‘How many times do I have to tell you, Naomi?’ she said.

‘You’re a minor. The local council are responsible for you until you reach eighteen.’

‘They didn’t call me a minor when I looked after my dad!’ Shaking her head, Louise stepped away. She jabbed the redial button on her phone. ‘Hello, it’s Louise again.’

It was still on speaker.

‘Hi again, Louise.’

‘I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t desperate, Colleen, but I have two emergency foster carers on holiday and another who’s about to give birth. It’s not a problem that my case is Caucasian, is it? Her name’s Naomi. Naomi Brisset.’

‘Naomi,’ repeated Colleen. ‘Nice name.’

I curled a grin. Of course it’s a nice name. My mum gave me it.

‘Tell her I was named after Naomi Watts,’ I said. ‘She was in King Kong and a horror movie.’

Louise ignored me. ‘Will Tony be all right with, er, you know?’ she asked.

‘Course,’ Colleen replied. ‘Won’t bother him at all. He’ll be cool.’

‘You sure?’ Louise pressed again. ‘It’s just that Tony has always made a point about wanting to foster black children.’

‘He wants to help all kids,’ Colleen insisted.

‘OK, Colleen,’ Louise nodded. She breathed out relief. ‘We’ll be around in half an hour or so.’

‘Hold on, hold on,’ Colleen said. ‘Any dietary requirements I should know about? Remember last year? You sent us that kid who wouldn’t eat rice, potatoes, meat or anything with seasoning in it.’

‘Naomi’s not fussy about her food. I have her file with me.’

‘I don’t like mince,’ I called out. ‘Reminds me of worms. No shepherd’s pie either. Oh, and I don’t like macaroni cheese. That reminds me of yellow worms.’

Louise offered me a seal- your- gums glare.

‘Looking forward to meeting her,’ said Colleen after a pause. We returned to McDs. Louise sipped on her coffee and sank into her seat. ‘Seems like Colleen’s looking forward to meeting you,’ she said.

‘Why wouldn’t she?’ I grinned. ‘I’m lovable.’

I hugged my meerkat tight.

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“Fines Total $350 In Gambling Raid,” Toronto Star. March 9, 1932. Page 3. --- Keeper Pays $150 and 40 ‘Found Ins’ Mulcted $5 Each ---- Robert Leslie, who pleaded guilty in county court to-day to being a keeper of a common gaming house, the Canadian Aviation and Country Club, Queen St., Etobicoke, was fined $150 and costs by Magistrate Keith. Forty others, in whose behalf Counsel Frank Callahan entered a general plea of guilty were assessed $5 and costs each on ‘found in’ charges.

Their appearances followed a raid by Inspector A. R. Elliot and seven provincial polcie officers on the premises, evidence showing that chips and other paraphernalia, as well as a considerable sum of money, was discovered by officers.

Some of those ‘found in’ were among those charges previously in a raid on premises said to have been owned by A. M. Orpen at Lakeshore Rd. and the Humber.

The 40 men fined $5 and costs were: Arthur Tavener, John McKathan, Norman Movrina, Nat Spring, Fred Halal, G. Torgan, Archie D. Zipper, Arthur Weintraub, Sam Starr, Charles Bougard, J. Taylor, Charles Landdowne, Arthur H. Brown, John Addison, Max Wardringer Sam Papernick, Norman Silverberg, Murray Rose, Louis Handleman, William Haycock, Morris Kline.

Thomas Hogg, Allen Weintraub, Max Murray, W. Warner, Irving Potlock, George Davis, T. Cohen, John Dryfus, Pete Zeblochibi, John Miller, Arthur Hyte, Demitro Wasylezuk, William Elmpre, Al White, Morris cohen, Sam Fields, Bernard Cohen, Victor Starr, Mike Orleski.

Alleges Libel Defamatory libel, said to have been contained in a newspaper published by a Scranton, Pa., firm and circulating among Czecho-Slovakians in Toronto, was charged against Jan Peslar by John A. Papesh.

Papesh complained the article, allegedly written by Peslar, characterized him as a robber. A translation of the allegedly libelous article, to which defence counsel objected, was to the effect Papesh should ‘keep his nose out of other people’s business.’

The case attracted foreign residents of Toronto. An attractive young Czecho-Slovakian lady volunteered to act as interpreter.

Peslar’s counsel contended that, since the newspaper was not published in Canada, his client was not liable to prosecution, the onus falling upon the Pennsylvania publisher.

Peslar was remanded for one week on bail of $200, when the court will decide whether he should be sent on for trial.

Cattle Thieves Sentenced The plea that he had been out of work for two years and was starving, was made by Eric Minders when he appeared for sentence on a charge of stealing and killing cattle in North York.

Minders had a small estate in his homeland, he stated and asked to be sent back there, to look after his family.

‘We cannot deport you,’ the bench said, pointing out that the accused had been more than five years here. ‘You had only yourself to look after. I am sentencing you to six months definite and nine months indefinite in jail.’

Three montsh, with recommendation of deportation was the sentence imposed upon Eric Ruhiluoma, charged jointly with Minders.

William H. Baker and William Holman were each given suspended sentence and a year’s probation on theft and breaking and entering charges. Jobs were waiting for both men, the magistrate commented.

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Poets 2022

Cristina Holman (she/her) lives and writes on the unceded territories of the Musqueam, Squamish, and Tsleil-Waututh First Nations. She was a participant in the 2017/18 Artspeak Studio for Emerging Writers and the 2018 Banff Centre Emerging Writers Intensive. Her debut chapbook, published with Artspeak Gallery in 2018, is titled Stop Wincing/We’re Fine. Her work can be found in Bad Nudes magazine and Poetry is Dead, and her second chapbook, Repeater, was published in 2021 by Zed Press.

Louie Leyson (they/she) lives on the unceded territory of the the Musqueam, Squamish, and Tsleil-Waututh Nations. They have a love poem to Rihanna published on Nat. Brut, but you can also find their work on Red Queen and ArtsOne.

Dora Prieto (she/ella) is a Mexican-Canadian emerging writer, translator, and cat mami raised between rural Nova Scotia and Chiapas. Her fiction and poetry have been published or are forthcoming in Acentos Review, Catapult, and Room Magazine among others. She currently lives, dances, and writes on the unceded territories of the Musqueam, Sḵwxwú7mesh, and Tsleil-Waututh peoples, also known as Vancouver. Follow her on insta @primadora_ or twitter @dorajprieto for cat pics and scribbles.

Erin Kirsh is a writer from Toronto. Her work has appeared in the Malahat Review, Arc Poetry Magazine, EVENT, CV2, QWERTY, Prism International, and more. Her karaoke song is "I Want it That Way" by the Backstreet Boys. Visit her at www.erinkirsh.com or follow her on twitter @kirshwords.

Erin Lindsay is a Montreal-based writer and creator interested in genre hybridity, collaboration and interdisciplinary practices who is currently finishing her MFA at UBC in Creative Writing. She has a a background in Theatre, Ethics and Communications and has worked in non-profit arts for 8 years. Subjects in her work include: mental health, transformation, witchcraft and magic, social justice and revolution, women’s rights, healing, gender and power, and technology and humanity. Erin is honoured to be a part of this project. See her work at www.crowlake.space

Nadia Froese (she/her) is a writer born and raised on the unceded territories of the Musqueam, Squamish, and Tsleil-Waututh Nations (Vancouver). She graduated with a BFA from UBC in 2018, and is currently working and completing a degree in Early Childhood Education in Berlin. Her poetry and fiction have previously appeared in Phoebe, Bat City Review and The Temz Review. Her first chapbook, Something Spectacular, was published by 845 Press this fall.

Vivian Li (she/her) is a writer, editor, and musician who enjoys exploring various artistic disciplines. Her creative works are forthcoming or published in The Fiddlehead, CV2, and Vallum, among others. Most recently, she was Longlisted for the Commonwealth Short Story Prize, and received Honorable Mentions from Muriel’s Journey Poetry Prize. A MFA candidate at UBC, she currently edits for PRISM international, and can be reached on Twitter @eliktherain.

Kwe (hello!) my name is Atlanta-Marinna Grant (she/her) I am Huron-Wendat from the traditional territories of the Mississaugas of the Credit, the Anishnabeg, the Ojibwe, the Haudenosaunee and the Wendat peoples, and am a present guest on the ancestral and unceded traditional territories of the xwməθkwəy̓əm (Musqueam), Skwxwú7mesh (Squamish), and Səl̓ílwətaʔ/Selilwitulh (Tsleil- Waututh) peoples. Growing up writing poetry became a way to tell my stories, my lived experiences, in the ways I envisioned them in my head or other sensory experiences, my metaphorical truths. As a Masters student at UBC, I try to include story-telling and creative writing as a tool for approaching a different way of understanding. I hope I can bring some of the beauty in your life, and your own truths to paper, grateful to be here! :)

Jess Goldman (she/they) is a queer Jewish white settler writer from Tkaronto (Toronto) who is based on the traditional territory of the Sḵwxwú7mesh, Tsleil-waututh and Xwméthkwyiem peoples (Vancouver). Her writing has been published in the CBC, Room Magazine, and Plasma Dolphin, among others. She is also the recipient of the Research and Creation Grant from the Canada Council of the Arts, which she was awarded to expand SCHMUTZ, her collection of queered Yiddish folklore, into a full manuscript of ten stories. See what she's up to @yentlthewriter.

Edie Reaney Chunn (she/they) is a writer based in so-called “Vancouver”, on the unceded traditional territory of the Musqueam, Squamish, and Tsleil-Waututh Nations. She loves love !, and enjoys working collaboratively and inefficiently on theatre projects, and other pursuits. Edie is the 2021 first-prize winner of the Norma Epstein Foundation award for creative writing.

Jasmine Ruff (she/they) hails from the unceded traditional territory of the K’òmoks First Nation. Her writing has been published in The Puritan, The Waking, Plenitude Magazine, and The Maynard. Recently, her work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and The Best Small Fictions Anthology. When she’s not writing you can find her watching campy movies and drinking bubble tea.

Blog header photos by: Melanie Evelyn Photography

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Yellowjackets Season 2 Release Date, Cast, Plot, and News

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This Yellowjackets article contains spoilers.

The Yellowjackets finale may have left us with a million questions, but at least we know there’s another season full of answers on its way. Showtime has officially renewed Yellowjackets for season 2. It should come as no surprise considering the critical acclaim and social buzz the show has received since it premiered last November.

“Yellowjackets has been an unadulterated sensation for Showtime,” said Showtime entertainment president Gary Levine in a statement. “We are overwhelmed by both the acclaim and the audience response to our series, including several ‘Best of 2021’ lists, a 100 percent score on Rotten Tomatoes and snowballing viewership. Clearly there is a hunger for originality and audacity, and our incredible showrunners Ashley, Bart and Jonathan, along with their pitch-perfect cast, have delivered that and so much more. I can’t wait to see the surprises they have in store for us in season two.”

Yellowjackets Season 2 Release Date

But how long will fans have to wait for season two to hit their screens? Showtime Networks president of entertainment Gary Levine told Vulture that the show is aiming for an “annual cycle. I think our audiences deserve that, and I also think that when you have a show that has this kind of a momentum, you don’t want to let it dissolve.”

No production start date has been set as of yet, and delays due to this winter’s Covid-19 Omicron variant spike could affect the start of filming. That said, if all goes according to plan, it’s possible we could get Yellowjackets season 2 around the same time as last year, sometime in November or December 2022.

Yellowjackets Season 2 Cast

Yellowjackets season 1 ended with a few cast members making shocking exits from the series, including Ella Purnell as Jackie, Jane Widdop as Laura Lee, Peter Gadiot as Adam. But ultimately, most of the main cast will remain intact for season 2. The returning cast includes:

Melanie Lynskey and Sophie Nélisse as Shauna

Tawny Cypress and Jasmin Savoy Brown as Taissa

Juliette Lewis and Sophie Thatcher as Natalie

Christina Ricci and Sammi Hanratty as Misty

Courtney Eaton as Lottie

Kevin Alves as Travis

Steven Krueger as Coach Ben

Warren Kole and Jack Depew as Jeff

Liv Hewson as Van

Keeya King as Akilah

Alexa Barajas as Mari

Rekha Sharma as Jessica (?)

Sarah Desjardins as Callie

Rukiya Bernard as Simone

Luciano Leroux as Javi

Tonya Cornelisse and Pearl Amanda Dickson as Allie

Aiden Stoxx as Sammy

Alex Wyndham as Kevyn

Jeff Holman and Riley Baron as Randy

We know from the season 1 finale that adult Lottie is also out there making trouble for Shauna, Tai, Nat, and Misty in the present, and may also be the person who killed Travis. Whatever the case, the fact that we know she’s still alive so many years later means that we’ll likely meet a new cast member to play her adult version next season.

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Yellowjackets Season 2 Plot

There are so many mysteries left to be solved when Yellowjackets returns for a second season. Who is the girl the rest of the soccer team ate in the first episode? Who built that creepy cabin in the middle of nowhere? What the hell is going on with Tai?

But the central conflict will likely involve Lottie’s rise as a cult leader in the past as well as her resurgence in the present. At the end of the first season, she had Nat kidnapped, and it’ll likely be up to Shauna, Tai, and Misty (citizen detective that she is) to save their friend. The only problem is that Shauna will also have to navigate the repercussions of murdering Adam, especially not that her daughter Callie knows; Tai is possessed by some kind of supernatural force that makes her behead dogs; and Misty just poisoned Jessica!

Expect things to get much messier for New Jersey’s high school soccer champions…

How to Watch Yellowjackets

Didn’t catch Yellowjackets season while it was airing on cable? That’s no problem. You can binge the entire first season right now if you have a Showtime cable subscription with the Showtime Anytime streaming app.

If you don’t have cable, you can still subscribe to the Showtime streaming app today. You can subscribe for a 30-day free trial to start, and it’s $10.99 a month after that trial period.

Amazon Prime Video and Apple TV+ also allow you to add Showtime programming as an add-on to those streaming service if you’d prefer not to download another app.

What to Watch Next After Yellowjackets

If you’ve finished Yellowjackets season 1, but haven’t had enough teenage angst and cannibalism, there are few other things you can check out to get your fix until season 2:

– Lost is the most obvious influence on Yellowjackets. This cult classic series follows a group of survivors stranded on a mysterious island after their plane crashes in the Pacific. It’s full of mysteries, interesting backstories, romance, and a big helping of the supernatural — all the things you love about Yellowjackets, minus people eating other people.

– If it’s more gruesome horror tales about the latter you’re after, there’s really no better show than Hannibal, which follows an FBI profiler trying to catch a serial killer who has eluded him for years. Little does he know that the psychiatrist he’s working with has his own taste for blood.

– You should also check out The 100. Almost 100 years after nuclear war ended civilization on Earth, a hundred juvenile delinquents are sent back to the surface to see if the planet is still habitable. They quickly encounter savage tribes of humans, including a faction of cannibals, who are all vying for dominion over the wasteland.

– Or if you love watching Shauna and Tai play mom and wife while also embracing a life of crime and murder, then check out Breaking Bad, the story of a chemistry teacher who decides to get rich by selling meth!

We’ll keep you updated as we learn more about Yellowjackets season 2!

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Earl Grant

Earl Grant (January 20, 1931 – June 10, 1970) was an American pianist, organist, and vocalist popular in the 1950s and 1960s.

Career

Grant was born in Idabel, Oklahoma. Though he would be known later for his keyboards and vocals, Grant also played trumpet and drums. Grant attended four music schools, eventually becoming a music teacher. He augmented his income by performing in clubs during his army service, throughout which he was stationed in Fort Bliss, Texas. Grant signed with Decca Records in 1957 and his first single "The End" reached number 7 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. The single "Ebb Tide" sold over one million copies, gaining gold disc status. He recorded five more singles that made the charts, including "Swingin' Gently" (from Beyond the Reef), and six additional albums (mostly on the Decca label) through 1968. He also recorded the album Yes Sirree and the instrumental album Trade Winds, single-tracked on the Hammond organ and piano, featuring the love theme from the film El Cid and Chaplin's "Eternally". This album featured some realistic sounding "tropical bird calls" produced by his electric organ. "House of Bamboo" was another big-selling single. In all, Grant recorded 30 albums for Decca.

Several of his albums featured tenor saxophonist Plas Johnson.

Grant also made a few appearances in film and television, including Tender Is the Night (1962), Juke Box Rhythm (1959), and The Ed Sullivan Show (1961).

Grant sings the title theme for the 1959 film Imitation of Life in a way very close to an imitation of Nat King Cole

He died instantly in a car accident in Lordsburg, New Mexico, at the age of 39 when the car he was driving ran off Interstate 10. He was driving from Los Angeles to an intended destination in Juarez, Mexico. His 17-year-old cousin was also killed in the accident.

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Versatile Earl Grant (Decca Records) 1958

The End (Decca Records) 1958

Grant Takes Rhythm (Decca Records) 1959

Nothin' But the Blues (Decca Records) 1959

Paris Is My Beat (Decca Records) 1959

The Magic of Earl Grant (Decca Records) 1960

Ebb Tide (Decca Records) 1961

Earl After Dark (Decca Records) 1961

Beyond The Reef (Decca Records) 1962

At Basin Street East (Decca Records) live 1962

Midnight Sun (Decca Records) 1962

Yes Sirree! (Decca Records) 1963

Fly Me to The Moon (Decca Records DL 4454) 1963

Just for a Thrill (Decca Records) 1964

Just One More Time (Decca Records) 1964

Trade Winds (Decca Records) 1965

Spotlight on Earl Grant (Decca Records) 1965

Winter Wonderland (Decca Records) 1965

Sings and Plays Songs Made Famous by Nat Cole (Decca Records) 1966

Stand by Me (Decca Records) 1966

Bali Ha'i (Decca Records) 1966

A Closer Walk with Thee (Decca Records) 1966

Earl Grant's Greatest Hits (Decca Records DL-74813 Stereo) 1967

Gently Swingin' (Decca Records) 1968

Spanish Eyes (Decca Records) 1968

In Motion (Decca Records) 1968

This Magic Moment (Decca Records) 1969

Posthumous releases

Earl Grant (Decca Records) 1970

The songs on this album were recorded days before his death, with arrangements by Bill Holman and Don Peake.

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#Earl Grant #01-20 #06-10

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Mr. Basketball, Nat Holman - by Ari Sclar

Mr. Basketball, Nat Holman – by Ari Sclar

During the 1920s, many sports commentators considered Nat Holman the best player in professional basketball. Born on the lower East Side to Jewish immigrant parents, Holman played in settlements and public schools before moving to a variety of Northeastern leagues in the late 1910s. Unlike the majority of professional players of the era, Holman attended college and began his professional career…

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#Ari Sclar #Nat Holman #Original Celtics

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1933 Sport Kings Basketball Card #3 Nat Holman – Unsigned Basketball Cards 1933 Sport Kings Basketball Card #3 Nat Holman If a product is unsigned or non game-used, a hologram will not be included Nat Holman memorabilia. Boston Celtics memorabilia 100% Certified Authentic and Backed by our Sports Memorabilia Authenticity Guarantee Category; Unsigned Basketball Cards

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Dinah Shore "Bouquet Of Blues" 記念すべき♀ボーカルコレクションNo. 60は、謳い文句に引かれて、超久々のダイナ・ショア。 RCA｢不滅のジャズ1800<ヴォーカル編> ｣シリーズ、1981年リリースのRCA ‎– RJL-2549(M)MONO、1956年録音。｢類い稀な知性と気品、あでやかな色気と女の情感を漂わせる名花ダイナ・ショア円熟期の名唱。粋なセンス、優雅なフィーリングでつづるブルース・ナンバーの数々は、ズバリ大人の味｣の解説通りで間違いありません。彼女のアルバムの中でもジャズ度の高い作品のようですが、ちょっと色気あり過ぎかも知れませんね。さて、真っ先に伝えたい！のは本作の録音の良さです。とても素晴らしい！56年のMONOとは思えない。この女性ヴォーカルではTonar Bananaは中音域がややもたついてしまうのですが、Shure M44-7のドンシャリ系の性格がしっくりきます。柔らかで豊かな低音域、伸びやかな中音域、Shure SC35Cよりシャープな高音域のバランスが、女性の声質の表現に適しているのではないかと。しかし、それを遥かに上回るのがGrado MC+ MONO！若干サチる部分があったのですが、それも解消。最もリアルで癖がありません。ヴォーカルではカートリッジとの相性が本当に重要。 #RCARecords #DinahShore 伴奏は全部で3セッション。 Side 1-1～4とSide 2-1,2,3,6が #HarryZimmerman 、Side 1-5とSide 2-4が #HenriRené 、Side 1-6とSide 2-5が #FrankdeVol の各オーケストラが担当。本作は、楽曲に注目。 Side 1-1 "Bouquet Of Blues" 本作タイトル曲、Julie London, Peggy Lee など著名女性ジャズ・シンガーがカヴァー。 1-3 "Born To Be Blue" 説明不要の超スタンダード。 1-4 "Blues In The Night" ｢グレ��ト・アメリカン・ソングブック｣にも選出されたアメリカを代表するポピュラーソング。邦題｢夜のブルース｣。 1-6 "Moanin' Low Libby" Libby Holmanのsignature songで彼女のヒット以来トーチソングとしてジャズ・スタンダードに。 Side 2-1" Any Place I Hang My Hat Is Home" Barbra Streisand(1963)はじめ多くの有名なヴォーカリストがカヴァー。 2-2 "St. Louis Blues" 超スタンダード、 Louis Armstrong , Benny Goodman, Glenn Miller, Art Tatum, Stevie Wonder, 八代亜紀, 江利チエミなど。林家木久扇持ちネタ｢いやんばか〜ん｣のフレーズ。 2-3 "I Got It Bad And That Ain't Good" ポップ＆ジャズのスタンダード、Nina Simone, Ella Fitzgerald, Duke Ellington, Sarah Vaughan, Frank Sinatra , The Oscar Peterson Trio, Thelonious Monk, Ahmad Jamal、切りがない。 2-6 "What Can I Say After I Say I'm Sorry" 多くのアーティストがカヴァーしたスタンダード。Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Ella Fitzgerald, Peggy Lee, Tommy Dorsey. Jo Stafford, Oscar Peterson, Carmen McRae など。彼女は一般的にポピュラー分野で人気が高くエンターテイメント的な才能も強いのですが、その名"ダイナ"で象徴されるように本来はジャズ的な素質が魅力。昔からハリー・アクストの作った"ダイナ"と言う曲が好きで、歌手としてデビュー当時、いつも自分のテーマ・ソングにしていたと言うことで、結局この曲名がそのまま名前になったそう。 #jazz #fuzey #vinyl #jazzvinyl #vinylcollection #ジャズ #スイングジャーナル #レコード *作品を知るとジャズはもっと輝きます。情報くださる先輩諸氏に感謝。 https://www.instagram.com/p/CD8LyoPJKQP/?igshid=1nenmzffbzcsy

#rcarecords #dinahshore #harryzimmerman #henrirené #frankdevol #jazz #fuzey #vinyl #jazzvinyl #vinylcollection #ジャズ #スイングジャーナル #レコード

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